The first person you had sex with?
 

Just thought this might be kind of a fun thread, if you still talk, if you are marrried whatever... Do you even know where they are??

Mine was this weird brunette, we were both virgins and we thought we were in love after like 2 dates... Anyway, one thing led to another and that was it.. I can remember driving home from her house listening to all these sappy love songs.. Oh how ive changed lol

My first was with a 26 year old married woman. Were it not for the fact that the age of consent in my state was 16 one could call it being "molested".

Edit: And I have no idea where the hell she is now.

A short redhead named Bridgette. She was 4' 11.5". She'd get pissed if you didn't add that half inch. I was 15, she was 14. I was also drunk for the first time ever on Jack Daniels (or Jim Beam, I forget which one now). The special moment came on an old tram road in the mountains. She snuck out that night to see me. :) I was so drunk and inexperienced that I just rode her leg for a while. :D

I don't know what ever happened to her. We lost touch after highschool graduation and I never saw or heard from her again. I forgot about her until I saw this thread.

Well we both were 18,and drunk.Why does achohol always play apart? lol.We were and still are friends.

she was 15, i was 16. in the park and then the woods oddly enough. after a halloween party.
good times. after that we drifted apart. not intentionally. it just happened.
6 months later we did the exact same thing. sex.. then ignored each other.

dunno where she is now. i wish her the best though.
she was kind and giving in every way i was not.

In 1995, I was 16 and she was 17, not a virgin. We were boyfriend/girlfriend for about 2 months before we went "all the way."

Jump forward 6 years, she was not moving out of my apartment even though I told her in no uncertain terms that we were breaking up. It wasn't until I met the woman I ended up marrrying (and divorcing, but I didn't know that back then) did she get the hint and finally moved out.

I haven't seen her since then. I was thinking of getting hold of her to catch up, but I am worried she is still psycho, so maybe I should just do the "cherish the memories" thing.

I lost it in the back seat of my car, parked in between a bunch of storage containers on a community college parking lot. Did it with a friend of mine, it was one of the situations where there was nothing else to do, so we did "it". We were both sixteen. I have no idea where she is now or what she is doing. Lost contact with that group of friends after I started dating my now ex-girlfriend.

Well I remember that little thing as if it happened only yesterday
Parkin' by the lake and there was not another car in sight...

Standard fare. 16, we were dating, one thing led to another.

MageB420666 - I know about boredom sex, but that's the first time I've ever heard about someone popping their cherry out of boredom.

I was 21 (man that's old), mandy was 19 and had done it before. It happened one day out of bravery, love and sheer horniness on the floor of her parents sitting room - while said parents were upstairs in their bedroom watching tv.

We've been together more than 2 years and still going strong. She was my first, and I hope she'll be my only.

on my 24th bday on my honeymoon in phuket....

both our first time... only problem was that my wedding was 6 days earlier...for some reason it just doesnt happen the first time..or second..or third..or fourth.. you get my drift...

I'm not sure when I finally made it in that little hole. After a couple of embarassing attempts... we had dated for two months.

After graduation, many career changes, re-locations, crossed paths, we got back together and got married. Like they say, youth is wasted on the young.

<b>Dlishguy</b>
I can't believe how hard it was to get laid in a place called Phuket.

My first was Hash_Browns, whom is the mother of my 3 children and we are still togther. I was 18, she was 19 and this was all the way back in 1998.

Switch the numbers around a little bit, and my stories pretty much the same as asshopo's.

1992, she was 17, I was 19. We married in 1997, and have 3 awesome kids.

I was 18, he was 36. I lived at home with the parents, he lived with his wife(didn't know that though). We were introduced, went out a couple of times, planned 'the big event' and continued seeing each other for several months, up until I moved out of the house-at which point he went from boyfriend to stalker.
Note to all: be careful who you fall for, specially if your daddy works in sales-credit checks can wreak havoc!!
Don't know where the guy is now, or if he's even still alive. Last I saw of him was right after I met the spouse-he was still gorgeous and tried one last time to locate me after we ran into each other, but mom wouldn't tell him where I was living.

Don't know where she is today. Her name was Marie and it was the first time for both of us. I was 16 she was 15, backseat of my car parked down by the water. I was so inexpereinced that started to stick it in the wrong hole, it wasn't until I was about a quarter of the way in that she said started to scream that she it was in the wrong hole. So pulled out and put in the right one. She fucked a few more times after that and broke up. Then about 3 yrs later she had this big boyfriend and they both began stalking me until the point that they egged my car and my parents house. For that they were arrested. Haven't seen her since the trail.

REMEMBER VERY WELL AND THIS WAS IN THE SEVENTIES CHILDREN.WE DATED FOR YEARS THEN SPLIT.SHE IS STILL MARRIED TO THE ONLY OTHER GUY SHE DATED BESIDES ME ,HAS TWO GROWN CHILDREN AND A GRANDCHILD.I'M 17 YRS INTO MY 2ND MARRIAGE. I ALWAYS GET A PHONE CALL ON OR CLOSE TO MY BIRTHDAY REMINDING ME HOW OLD I AM

Hmm, believe it or not, lost it at 24 to a Salvadoran guy who found me when I was shit-faced drunk on Bourbon Street, New Orleans. Boy, doesn't that sound great.

I don't remember anything except the end, when I was sobering up in his youth-hostel shower. VERY lucky for me, he was a semi-decent guy around my age, played in a big orchestra and worked for the National Museum... we corresponded by e-mail for a few months, trying to piece together what happened... when I finally told him I had lost my virginity that night, he felt horrible and I also didn't want to e-mail again after that. But to me, it doesn't count much because I have very little memory of that night or even what it felt like to lose it.

What means infinitely more to me is my first time with ktspktsp, who was a virgin (also 24) and someone with whom I actually WANTED to have sex. I remember everything from that day, quite blissfully. We had just gotten together a few days ago after a few months of courting. and it was wonderful to explore together. And we're still doing that 1.5 years later... :icare: So if you ask me, I lost my whole virginity (mental/memory) to ktspktsp, and that's what counts. :)

She was 14 and I was 15.

She was a girl that lived down the street for as long as I could remember. I remember playing with her when I was 8 or so. Anyway, we drifted apart until high school, and then she had a boyfriend. One day she "ran away from home" to my house (a whole city block away) and that was when it happened. Unfortunately I never had a chance to do it more than once with her. I talked to her maybe 5 times after that because she wasn't let out of the house much after that and I dropped the only class we had together, and then she moved away. I've not seen or heard from her since.

I was fifteen, nearly sixteen and he was nineteen. I even remember the exact date. We had been dating for five months, and we just decided to take it to the next step. I remember it being lovely and funny and sweet. Even after we finished, we were still horny and so we did it twice more that night. I don't remember any sort of pain or discomfort.

The two of us are still in love, and have been going strong for three and a half years. :)

I was 18, she was 27. We'd been going out for about 3 months, but had known each other for a few years, mostly through mail and phone conversations. I brought her lunch one day while she was at work, and she tied me to her office chair, toyed with me for for about 30 minutes, and then rode me. At one point her secretary started to open the door, but rather quickly shut it.

We got engaged about 1 month later, but not long after that she got hit by a drunk driver while she was walking home one night.

lessee we were either 16 or 17 or both 17 i think...
her mom was out of town and her dad was workin the night shift so i snuck out and went over to her place... we were both virgins and it was really awkward... but still fun

we broke up after bout a half semester of me being away for college... shes got a kid now...(glad i dodged that bullet :p) we keep in touch a little bit...

I was 20, she was 17.
We broke up about 6 months ago.. We'll talk a couple of times per week over MSN Messenger, but that's all. Can't say I really want to talk to her anyway (She's an awesome girl and being "just friends" sucks :P)

Not too much different from everyone else. I was 18 & she was 19. We were dating for about a month then her parents left town for a weekend. A party at her place was all the excuse we needed.

Now, she is married to a guy who cheats on her (the guy she dumped me for) and she just had a kid in an attempt to save her marriage. She is unhappy and gained back all the weight she lost before we got together (and then some). I guess what I wished for when she dumped me came true.

I was 17 she was 18. We had been together for a little while, and it just kind of happened. We had been close for a while and then it was like *bam* in. I was a virgin she was one too (though she had been assulted prior to this we considered it a first time for the both of us). We dated for almost five years and now are friends who talk occasionally.

30 years ago, we were both 16 (she MAY have turned 17, I'm not sure). It wasn't her first rodeo. We had dated 3 weeks and we lasted 4 more weeks after that. I've not seen her in over 25 years, but did talk to her on the phone about 10 years ago, as we had a mutual friend that got us in touch with each other. I *think* she's living about 60 miles from me now, as I heard about 3 months ago from someone I think would know.

Last I heard she was a surgery resident in San Francisco. We talk about every 3 to 5 years.

AVOR, have you seen the movie Broken Flowers?... with Bill Murray. You might identify with the main character. :D

I was fourteen years old... It was with the maid back home. She must've been in her early to mid-20s. I was horny as hell and she must've wanted to try my dick because I'd whipped it out in front of her once and she said she'd never had one like that.

I have no clue where she is or what she's up to now, but I deeply regretted it and was scared that I might have caught an STD from her (until I got tested, that is).

We were both 15, I think. She started calling me "chicken" in class, meaning I was afraid to have sex with her. A friend and I took her to see Serpico at a drive-in theator. Afterwards, we parked on a road in the country. I got out and let him try it with her (She was right, I was a chicken). She wouldn't let him do it, so he got out and I got in. We were in the front seat. I suppose she had already decided I would be her first, because she gave me no resistance. She started wimpering about how much it hurt and I came immediately. Very romantic. For weeks afterwards she thought she was preggers. Those were the scariest weeks of my young life. I have no idea what ever became of Mindy.

I was 22 she was 34 passing thru town on a cross country trip. We went back to her hotel room and bumped uglies 3 times, and I never heard from her again.

of course I remember.

Her name was Amanda, and I loved her. She was beautiful and unhappy, and she couldnt speak, and we dated about 3 years.

Yeah, my first girlfriend. She was 15 I was 17. I was a virgin, she was not. She tried to talk to me a couple of times after she broke up with me trying for us to become friends, but I don't believe in friendship after a relationship....at least not yet. We haven't spoken in a long while and I don't really have a desire to talk to her.

I was 18 and she was 17. I stole her from her boyfriend after a Depeche Mode concert (Music for the Masses). We dated for a month before we both lost our virginity to each other. She turned nutso on me and flew to Germany to marry me. Unfortunately, I was not part of the planning of this and was quite surprised when she showed up to get married, seeing as how we hadn't talked in about 4 months.

Fast Forward 5 years, I'm back in California and end up in the hospital with a kidney stone a month before my birthday. On my birthday I get a phone call wishing me a happy birthday from someone who refuses to identify herself. I honestly didn't know who it was and told her I wasn't into games. She told me who it was. I asked her how she got my number. Turns out she worked at the hospital in the billing department, saw my name, got my number, and called. I told her if I ever heard from her again, I'd call the hospital and file a complaint.

I never heard from her again. That was 12 years ago.

It was with some boys. I was about six. So were they. Never thought of this before, never mentioned it to anyone. Grew up completely straight. I was just wondering, does it count? Certainly didn't feel like sex to me...

My first time was nothing special really. Might have been if I could remember it and had it been under different circumstances :p
It was April or May of 1996. We were both seniors in high school, I was 18 and he was 17. We 'dated' for about a month. We had left a party and were a little drunk and stoned. We went to his dad's house and I lost my virginity on his couch. I was his second. I remember falling of the couch during the act and and stifling my laughter so I wouldn't wake up the dad. We got engaged that Christmas. We were engaged for 3 years before I broke it off. He died 6 months later.

I met her in the nursing home where I worked as a janitor. She was 27 and I was 16. She was a CNA. It was very akward and embarrassing. *SIGH*

I definitely told myself that I would hold off on having sex until I knew for a fact that if I ever broke up with the person, I wouldn't regret my first. Sooo... I guess that's what happened.

It was with an ex of mine... i was 18... he was 17... we were in love... happened in my car. It was not at all what i expected sex to be like. In fact, it wasn't really what i expected it to be like every time after that with him. I remember the first time being so quick, and I definitely cried right after... I don't remember why.

I tried to be friends with him after we broke up. He's been pretty much incapable of doing so. So I really just hear random things about him from old mutual friends that we had.

yes, she was a year or 2 older than me, we did it for the sake of just doing it. she's came out a few years later telling me she's a lesbian... go figure. no really. true story.

[QUOTE=eMOTIONal20]I remember the first time being so quick, and I definitely cried right after... I don't remember why.QUOTE]

That's easy, in Byron's words: The tree of knowledge's plucked, all's known'.

The little death is on a par with the Fall; existentially we sense that we have just given up our chance to leave the world and deny its essence - the will - in us, and have just perforned the act that may cast an infinite chain of suffering beings into the future, made of the same stuff, with the same weaknesses, because of a selfish (sinful) impulse. We realize that sex is like a simple but beguiling riddle: when you don't know what it is it's something, when you know what it is its nothing. And we have just damned the world over that infinite nothing. Cry? You should be ashamed of yourself... :icare:

Let's see...rewind about 27 years ago.
I was 16, she was 17. "Tina" (not her real name), and I, had been dating for about 5 months, more or less. Passions and emotions got the better of us, late one night, in a secluded park, after hours, on top of a picnic table. It was...awkward, to say the least.
She started acting a little...well...strange about 2 weeks later. She started blowing me off, and pushing me off on her younger sister. I took the sister out a few times, but there was never anything there. I cornered "Tina" one day, and asked her what the hell was going on. She told me that she wanted to leave "Podunk", (we were from a very small town in PA) and start over fresh, with no reminders of where she had been. I, of course, was heartbroken, and she went off to college a couple of weeks later. I joined the Air Force a year later, and never returned to "Podunk", save the occasional visit. I've never heard from her since. I've since found out, quite by accident, that she now lives in a larger town (small city), not 40 miles from where we grew up. Although I have her address, and her e-mail address, I have not contacted her. Nor will I. 27 years, numerous relationships, and 2 marriages later...and I still have not gotten over that initial heartbreak.

We were both 19 and in University. We weren't even dating but went back to my dorm room after a drunken night out with a bunch of classmates. I'm not proud of myself and I look back on the ensuing relationship as sort of a 2 week one night stand that I initiated. I was feeling pretty guilty by the 2nd week because it was clear to me that I wasn't interested in her, so I told her I didn't think it was right to keep having sex. That part I am proud of.

After that I felt better but was only able to stick out the relationship for another week and broke it off. I run into her a couple times a year because we work in the same industry. She is married to another of our old classmates and I think I'm more akward about it than she is.

#2 is my lovely wife.

Is it wrong to wish my first had been this girl I had a crush on in highschool? ;)

Fresnelly, I think most of us look back and wish we had slept with someone in our past that we didn't. Either that or you and I are alone in that wishing :)

My first and I are still friends. All I remember is how it hurt like a bitch when we did it. I cried so much.... haha Now I'm like, what happened? I'm glad we are still really close. We dated for three years. I was almost twenty when I lost my virginity.

Absolute jackass LOL. But each time it has gotten better ever since. Now I'm with a man that I love and really do want to marry and we have great sex. A lot hehe.

my first was with my wife about a month before we got married. we're not married anymore, but we still talk.

I lost my virginity 2 days before my 19th b-day and he was 33. It was to my married priest in a one night stand.




He's really my pagan priest/teacher and he just hadn't gotten divorced yet, but they had been separated for years. I really wanted to see what sex was like and he took the task on as just another thing to teach me. It was a good experience and I'm glad I did it.

Having since gotten to know the truth of him a little better, I can see that at the time it was all he was actually good for. He's a lot better now and in a good and loving relationship.

started seeing a lovely redheaded girl the end of the summer, we're both 19, not dating. hooked up twice on the beach, she went to italy on vacation while i went back to college, when she came back she visited at school and it happened

I was 23 he was 20 - It was Dei37, and I was his first as well. We're married and have been for 6 1/2 years. We weren't each other's last, but it's nice knowing we were the first. It was on Valentines Day in his parents basement guest room. His parents were home. I don't know what we were thinking except - I want sex, NOW.

Amen sister! :thumbsup:

Let's see, this was over 11 years ago:

I was 18, she was 21, both virgins. We did it on the living room floor of her parent's house. A documentary on the Mongols was playing on the television. It was... disappointing, yet I was relieved. She lived 3,000 miles from me at the time (I assume she still does). I had met her online, flew out to stay with her for a week or two, haven't seen or spoken to her since.

I was 19 she was 18,

Swedish, Blonde, blue eyes, long tanned legs, worth the wait.

I was 18 and she was 17, it was the first time for both of us... we did it in my bedroom after having dated and done pretty much everything else the previous six months (we actually had been friends for the previous five years). This was in 1995, and we've been married for going on 11 years in January and have two wonderful kids.

I was 19, she was 17, both virgins. It was awkward, but great. I had the chance with another girl earlier, but I'm glad I waited.

Ok, but the original post asked about current contacts?

My 1st was my ex GF..we dated for the better part of 3 years. It's been 3 years since we broke up and we've both since married. I still talk to her every so often on messenger.

Sadly the first person I ever had sex with turned out to be such a jerk!
I thought I loved him too. But now I think I just wanted someone to love me. Anyway i haven't the vaguest idea what became of him, and I'm glad because he's probably doing better than he deserves and I don't want to know.

Wow, that sounds so bitter, please forgive that impression, I'm just tired. he was however not a very kind person, and hurt me quite terribly.

It was when I was 17. Got together with that girl after a week we met each other. Being pretty naive, I needed safety and security in the first year of my boarding school in Norway, alone and apparently not knowing anyone (I had been living in Hong Kong all my life before that)- and you know those crazy little impulses that, when someone is being extra nice to you when you feel helpless you easily fall for that person? That's what happened to me- then after a week we got together it was her birthday and she was drunk- being Finnish, it seemed like getting as drunk as you can on birthdays is an obligation. I had a few drink with her but sober enough to remember what happened that night. Then I had to take her to bed and it happened. It was good and all that at that moment then it turned into one of the biggest regrets of my life though. Around 3 months later we had a break and being so close to home she went back. After that week of break she came back and I found out she cheated on me. Somehow I tried to forget about this and try to stay with her but it turned out to be plain bad :(

edit: No, I don't have anything against Finns. One of my best friends is a Finn.

Sorry for the extra bit of information. Just that the topic reminds me of this.

Slightly off-topic: I am the first person whom my current girlfriend slept with. But once we were talking about me being the first person she has ever slept with (months after) and she was like 'yeah what's so important about who's the first one?' I just feel weird when I heard that. :-\

I don't mind the extra info at all. I like to learn about other people, and that is basically what happened to me, overly vulnerable ect.
I don't blame you at all for feeling wierd when she acted like being the first means nothing! Poor fellow! It is a big deal. it's a very special thing you can never get back, I so wish I had waited for someone else.
I'm sure though, that if you're as lovely as you sound, she'll look back and be grateful that her first time was with someone she could trust and who was good to her! It counts for so much!

My first was a gorgeous blonde man called Darren, when I was 16. No idea of surname and no idea of how old he was, but it was great. Never saw him again after that night, but it was a night to remember.....

with my wife ,when we first started going out ,usual situation ,get horny ,sorry buddy rubber no love ,so l drive to the gas station to get some ,& the dude behind the counter puts the entire selection they got on the counter,tells me to choose a pack out of sheer embarrasment l grab a pack & head out,because by now l had an audience ,get back & get it on ,we finish & l'm busy pulling up my draws when her dad walks & asks what we up too , luckily he just woken up to go to the loo ,too drowzy to notice anything thank GOD 'cause he would have whipped my ass, we were both about 19 or 20.

i was 15 and he was 16 it was in a tent on a camping holiday with his family, it hurt like hell and i cried later when i was alone. we had a child together about a year later got married he turned into an asshole so i left after 15 years of being together, now i look at my self and say "what the hell was i thinking' i think i just needed some one to love me.
now he cannot walk past my front gate intervention order!!!!
i think i should have waited, but u allways think these things when u look back.
my daughter is 16 now and she is a lot more sensible than me ( well i bloody hope so anyway)

Was with a girl in my first year of college, and I tried my best to pretend like It wasnt my first time. Remember spending focussed time trying to practice for the occassion (dont ask). I'm sure it was obvious anyway though, and she was this huge mindtrip that did her best to highlight my inexperience.

After the eventual breakup months later, we spoke with each other on the phone a number of times, and it always felt the same: her trying to reassure herself that she was still better -- too bad she found out from a friend that my rebound was this very hot model who showered me with affection. Talk about an ego boost.

She was right about one thing though... You never forget your first

Me? Oh the girl who said 'it's not anything important' is still my girlfriend now... she doesn't have to look back yet :) I'm still here for her. We're in kinda a long distance now though. I am in Uni in Canada and she's still in my former high school in Norway. I just hope, hmm, nothing will go wrong.

Me too! Good luck to the both of you! I hope you have a long and happy life together! And good luck in school!

My first time was in a graveyard.
On top of a monument slab.
I was just out of H.S., working at Kroger. (Thats where i met 'just call me KY' Kendra.) Yes that was actually her nick-name. Like the jelly.
Anyway, we worked nights together, and started talking, and eventualy we decided to go hang out at one of the local parks together. After the cops chased us out, (Park closed.) we went to a cemetary by my house and had sex.
It was miserable.
First off, i didn't get off.
Second, she didn't seem to care about that fact.
Third, i didn't realize it at the time but i was still smarting after the way my last g/f trashed me. (Explains why i went out with someone that might not have been the best choice.)\
I tried calling her after that, like we were dating or something, but she was not interested. Grrrr.
Things got steadily better after that, though.

We were both 19, at the end of the school year in college. Met at a party the weekend before. Instant sexual attraction. Fucked all night before a final. Both went our separate ways afterwards. Wouldn't mind seeing her now, just to see how her life turned out - of course this was over 30 years ago.

i was 18, he was 18... we'd been dating for some time... it was pretty amazing, we had sex three times that first day we decided we we're going to the next level. He's got the cock of a porn star and loves watching porn and doing kinky things as much as i do... we're the perfect sexual match.

That was 6 years ago. We've been married for going on 4... so calculate 6 years of almost everyday sex....it's been likely over two thousand times since that first day... :crazy:

So, i would say, my current contact with my 'first' is well... everyday and i wouldn't have it any other way :D

Sweetpea

Oh sweetpea! That is sooo wonderful! You hardly ever hear of anyone marrying their first anymore, much less being so happy about it! I am thrilled for you!

My first (and only) is my husband. He's much older and like previous posts I was kinda like "what happened?". Man, did I hurt his feelings (not meaning to of course). The uncountable times after that have been incredible (going on five years of marriage, seven years of being together). Thank goodness we didn't give up. lol

See now, stories like this just make me smile and want to cry happy tears! I think it is so wonderful that a love like this can survive in this day and age! Congratulations to you both!

she was 19, i was 17. we'd been friends for most of a year till we hooked up, then about a week after that we had sex. first time sucked, as did all but two of the times we did it. Haven't spoken to her in over a year now, and i really wouldn't want to again.

Oh, how sad, I am sorry to hear it. I know how you fell though my first time was terrible.

My story is a bit different I suspect. I am still friends with the woman I first had sex with. We were both 18 - she was my first and she told me I was her first. I later found out that she'd been sexually molested as a child and later raped by a man who was involved w/ her mother as a teenager. This was something she only came to admit to herself many years later. I was her first "with love" as she (much later) put it. We met when we were both 17 years old in college - dated for a couple of years - parted ways for many years, then got back together. It would have been a real fairy-tale, except we recently split up. She is now a lesbian, tho I really can't bring myself to have much in the way of ill-will toward her. I certainly still care about her and hope she finds happiness w/ someone.

Last year, my ex. My only. Met him on a Sunday (11 hour first date, fairly amazing), spent several nights together and slept together Friday. Pretty embarrassing as I was sleeping and woke up halfway through the foreplay, so I was out of it most of the time. He kinda, umm... wilted... after a bit because he knew it was painful, so we just curled up against each other and slept. We made up for it over and over and over again. :lol: We separated for six months and tried dating again awhile back and in July he decided we should just be friends... I was hurt and pissed, but gave it a shot and actually he's still one of my closest friends. And I'm not sorry I waited... geez, the idiots I run into over the weekends I wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. /me shudders

I was 18, she was 21. I knew her for a few weeks, found her completely annoying, though physically attractive. When I first met her she bragged she could "teach me a thing or two".

She moved into my friends living room. I was over one night, just the 3 of us. She spent the whole night bitching about virgins before coming to sit on my lap.

After my friend went upstairs it involved such things as "I'm not having sex with you tonight" to "where's the condoms".

She tried to hook up a few more times but it never worked out.

What a bittersweet story. I too hope she finds happiness with someone, and you too! You sound like a very understanding man, women crave that I think, so don't despair!

my first time partner is getting married next year. We're still good friends tho.

i was 14, she was 14. i met her at adventrue world, which is a weak version of....dreamworld... or alton towers for you english people. she lived over an hours drive away, so id go over hers and stay the night....

after doing it i thought "it has to be better than this." we broke up after... she smoked and im mildly asmatic... i HATE the taste of smoke.

im not in contact with her any more. however, im in contact with one of her friends... im going to a party which shes going to be at in bout a week.... ive lost a LOT of weight and bulked up, and im going to bring my VERY attractive gf, should be interesting to see her reaction.

Hmmm....whether or not to share......


She was My Babysitter....I was 8.....Ahhhhh, Young Love....heh

Eight????
*looks at the babysitter down the street and......nah.. :hmm:

I was 19, working as a janitor at a headquarters building on an airforce base in England. She was a horney 24 year old staff sargent that asked me for a favor while I was cleaning the ladies room after hours. It was my first time on a couch also.

I was about twenty when I answered a personal advert in a newspaper . I answered an advertisement from a New Zealand bisexual guy named Bill . we met on a street corner and he took me back to his flat in his car and the rest is history . His partner (wife)was at work .

I felt guilty as hell afterwards however I would love to catch up with him again all these years later for seconds :-)

Ohhhhhhhhhh clandstined and forbidden, a lovely first for sure!

Yes, I think that made it all the more exciting and exhilarating :-)

Wow! I wish my first time had been anything like that, but sadly not.

Elementry friend
 

I went to school and a friend of mine moved when we were really young, met up with her in middle school, and I think we both knew what we wanted :)

Wow! reminds me of a tale of my own, only with not so happy an ending, but that's for another thread, a first kiss thread I should start it.

Mitch, and he was my first real love, so that part was romantic. We dated for 5 years after that.

What wasn't romantic was the fact that it was in the back seat of a car we broke into, in the back alley of an apartment building. Our friend's uncle's car.

I was 15, he was 17 and I didn't get home until 1 am, and my dad of course shit bricks when I got home (I think he somehow knew!! dad powers or something..).

When Mitch and I broke up, we made a pact that no matter what, we would have sex again in the future, and we did 2 months ago!!

Mine was a very average looking red head. See we met over the at a message board after I found out she live 20 mins away. We decided to meet up and just have some fun. That fun lead to some casual sex. I would have to admit that she was very good when it came to give out her part of the sexual experience. Since it was my first, she had to kind of guide me into what to do. It turned out to be pretty good. Once we were done with having sex, she turned to me to me and said “wow you really know how to slam a girl". She later praised me for being a good fuck even tho I was a virgin.

Now this is a question I have to the ladies: Do you really mean it when you say that we are good at fucking or is it more of an ego boost?

Well, she may have wanted to boost your ego, because you seemed unsure about it. However, this would be because a woman (or at least all the ones I know), hates to see a man belittle his own value, good traits and especially his talents. Long and short? She would not have said it if she didn't mean it.

Depends on who they are, and if we hope to fuck them again. LOL, just kidding,..sorta. I'll say something like "I enjoyed that" or "That was good", even if I don't mean it because because.

I have said they are good at fucking and meant it 100%. If they are good, I make sure to let them know.

*shakes head* may I suggest that, unless you can tell them something positive without lying, you just avoid it all together?
If you're avoiding it, because you can't and they ask, be honest and exceptionally kind. A person can take a well meant suggestion, if kindly put, but would be very upset if they were to find out you lied.

Well thanks for thei insight. Don't really know what to think but meh. I asked her again but she and I are not in speaking terms anymore.

Update: Yes, I do know where she is, and it was in the town about 60 miles away. I've seen her in person after we reconnected on MySpace in February. We have both been married a long time--28 years for me, 30 for her--but did enjoy chatting about our time together. I found out it WAS her first rodeo, but I didn't know it until this year.

I was 16 when my best friend and major crush finally stopped seeing me as a friend and we started dating. He was 19. Two years later I flew home for his birthday (was going to college out of state) and we met at a hotel. It was his first time too. It was sweet and embarassing and funny and romantic... neither of us had any idea what we were doing! It took a couple of more tries before we actually got the hang of things. Ha, we were such dorks.

We dated a totel of 6 years, most of it long distance with either me out of state for college or him out of the country once he joined the military, and now we've been married for almost 5 years.

The sex has definitely gotten better since that first time.

I remember my first time very well. It was March 5th, 2001. I was 19 and a sophomore in college. He was 21/22 and working as a temp at an office at my college where I was a student worker. He was not a virgin, and the biggest piece of evidence was the fact that he was a father to a one year old.

We flirted for a couple of weeks and I decided I wanted to get to know him outside of work. I was dogsitting for a friend and asked him to come over for a movie and some cous cous. We made out on the couch while watching But I’m a Cheerleader. Hands were exploring and he discovered my lacey underwear and was thoroughly turned on. It was purely by accident because I had no intention of sleeping with him. After some light begging by him and an inner dialogue by me I caved and led him to the guest room.

I hadn’t told him at that point, so right before he entered the uncharted waters I blurted out that I was a virgin. He took a moment to think about, but he was up to the challenge.

It was very weird. I was SO tight and he had a very hard time getting in. When he finally did, it hurt like hell. I was convinced that I wasn’t going to have sex again if it felt like that. He told me that most women enjoyed it, so after 20 minutes or so, we tried again. This time I was on top. I didn’t know what I was doing. He assured me that I would get better with practice and he would be willing to help me.

We dated for 4 months and had a lot of sex. It didn’t hurt, but I never got on top again because I was so self conscious about it. I was taking a class called Human Sexuality. Our final project was to write a paper about our own sexuality. I wrote about losing my virginity that semester...and got an A!

I only saw him once or twice after we broke up. I have no idea where he is. He was paranoid about having his personal information online, which is why a little google stalking didn’t produce much. I would like to see him again because I am definitely not self conscious about being on top anymore. ;)

It was the night before my 17th birthday. So, almost exactly six years ago.

It was with a girl I married three years later.

We're divorced now and she's in the army. We had the first civil conversation we've had in years about a month ago...

she was my girl friend of about 4 months, i was 17 she was 19 red head with a big rack. it was new years eve on the floor of her parents living room watching some stupid movie. i cummed in the rubber as i was entering her. we dated for a few more months but never had sex again oh well, i think the bitch was cheating on me.

We were both 14 and in a long (at least by teen-age standards) relationship - we stayed together almost 2 years and he was my first everything. 10 years later we hooked up and started dating again - it ended very badly and I truly hated him. Then he committed suicide about 2 years after we broke up and my heart broke, but I was able to let go of the hate and remember all that was good about him. And the sex - the second "grown up" time around - the sex was amazing! :thumbsup: